Tell me why we always sit around, fret and wonder
To maniacally sit around and insanely ponder
The reasons to the seasons to the treason
All of the lies to ourselves that we have chosen
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WOW! Awesome piece! So much emotion...so well described! (They say there is a fine line between love and hate...)